Dancing Choose

Album: Dear Science (2008)
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  • He's a WHAT? he's a WHAT?
    He's a newspaper man
    And he gets his best ideas
    From a newspaper stand;
    From his boots to his pants
    To his comments and his rants
    He knows that any little article will do!

    Though he expresses some confusion
    Bout his part in the plan,
    And he can't understand
    That he's not in command;
    The decisions underwritten
    By the cash in his hand
    Bought a sweater for
    His weimariner too

    Now I'm no mad man,
    But that's insanity
    Feast before famine,
    And more before family
    Goes and shows up with
    More bowls and more
    Cups and the riot for the
    Last hot meal erupts
    Corrupts his hard drive
    Through the leanest months
    Shells out the hard cash
    For the sickest stunts;
    On aftershave, on gasoline
    He flips the page and turns
    The scene

    In my mind I'm drowning butterflies
    Broken dreams and alibis;
    That's fine.
    I've seen my palette blown
    To monochrome-
    Hollow heart
    Clicks hollowtone,
    It's time.

    Eye on authority,
    Thumb prints a forgery
    Boy, ain't it crazy what the
    Lights can do
    For counterfeit community;
    Every opportunity
    Wasted as the space
    Between the flash tattoo

    And the half-hearted hologram,
    Posed for the party
    Now he gloss full bleed
    On a deaf dumb tree
    Cod liver dollar signs,
    Credit card autograph
    Down for the record
    But not for freedom

    Angry young mannequin
    American, apparently
    Still to the rhythm
    Better get to the back of me
    Can't stand the vision,
    Better tongue the anatomy
    Gold plated overhead,
    Blank transparency
    In the days of old,
    You were a nut
    Now you need three bumps
    Before you cut
    Not that I should care about,
    Nothing I ain't scared of, but
    I guess you had
    To
    Be
    There.

    In my mind I'm breeding butterflies,
    Broken dreams, and alibis
    That's fine.
    I've seen my palette
    Blown to monochrome
    Hollow heart
    Clicks hollowtone
    In time.

    I see you figured in your action pose
    Foam-injected axl rose,
    Life size
    Should something shake you
    And you drop the news,
    Lord, just keep your dancing shoes
    Off mine Writer/s: BABATUNDE OMOROGA ADEBIMPE, DAVID ANDREW SITEK, DAVID KYP JOEL MALONE, GERARD ANTHONY SMITH, JALEEL BUNTON
    Publisher: Hipgnosis Songs Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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